Gold Lust by Aleatha Romig

Author:Aleatha Romig [Romig, Aleatha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Romig Works

Julia

Surveying the dwindling number of suitcases and boxes, I tried to concentrate on the task at hand instead of my recent conversation with my parents.

Hopefully, they were finally coming around. Admittedly, the entire episode with Phillip was unnerving and like something out of an old soap opera, the kind my grandmother never missed—disenfranchised twin resurfaces to wreak havoc on the family who did him wrong.

If I could take my parents’ word, they both believed Phillip was Van. It wasn’t until after Van and I left the house and Arnold told my father what was happening that my dad was even suspicious. I couldn’t blame them. I was fooled too, at least on the surface.

Instead of facing my parents or the guests, Phillip slipped out shortly after us. When I asked Dad who else heard Arnold’s news, Dad said it was Marlin, confirming Van’s suspicions to me. The Butlers knew it was Phillip and tipped him off.

That was the news neither of my parents wanted to believe. As the evidence mounted against Marlin, my mom’s heels dug in, refusing to discuss that he and possibly Uncle Logan deserved any fault.

She had one point I couldn’t ignore. She asked why Marlin, as a major stockholder, would want to hurt Wade’s worth. The way my mother saw it, I missed the opportunity to right the wrongs of the last month. In one afternoon, I could have gotten Van out of Wade and married the man I’d vowed to love.

The thing was that I never vowed to love Skylar. I stopped it before it went that far.

I shook my head, thinking how she’d rather I were with Skylar than Van.

“More shoes,” Margaret said, pulling me from my thoughts.

The pile of suitcases and boxes we’d been unpacking was slowly getting smaller. It wasn’t everything I’d packed at my parents. There was more to be delivered, along with my car, but our current effort was a start.

“You don’t need to help me unpack,” I told Margaret for not the first time. When she turned, I smiled. “But I’m glad you are.”

“I don’t mind. You two were gone, and the house barely needed cleaning.”

I opened a heavy box as Margaret carried the box of shoes back to the master suite closet. Looking at the books and papers within, I sighed. “I think these should stay boxed up.”

When Margaret didn’t answer, I carried another garment bag to the closet. Pushing past the tall doors, I found Margaret sitting on the floor within, pulling shoe boxes out and stacking them by style. I shook my head as I looked around. “I feel bad taking up so much space.”

“Donovan wants you in here. I don’t think he’ll mind if he loses some closet space. His suits can touch one another. It isn’t a sin.”

Tugging my lip, I watched as the number of shoe boxes multiplied. It was as if Margaret was pulling them from Mary Poppins’s magic bag. “Where can we put them?”

Looking around, she laughed. “Okay, hear me out. This entire section”—she gestured— “with his casual clothes.

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